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Now maybe you've seen my Tedx talk where I talk about how I always eat a box of mac and cheese a day. You know, I eat a box of mac and cheese once a day not to show off, again it's about the pasta. In fact, the real reason I keep this pasta linguini isn't to show off. It's a reminder. A reminder that wet noodle dreams are still possible. Not long ago, I was in a little town across the country, eating spaghetti scrap from an Italian restaurant dumpster, and only 47 noodles in my fettuccine. I didn't have a culinary arts degree to my name, I had no opportunities.